The noise of torture...
The smell of the hospital fled into my nostrils as I opened my eyes. Looking around the room, I find nothing other than I'm hooked up to a breathing machine and have an IV stuck in my arm. Doctors with nurses rush in and out of the room frequently.
The smell of acid and alcohol...
"Is she awake?" I hear a voice, a little girl, I notice her in one of the chairs. Suddenly an older women looks into the room and replys to the little girl, "No, shes not up yet Darling..." the women gives me a quick glance and leave the room.
Rooms spinning...
I quickly jolt out an arm, an almost transparent arms separates itself from my arm. I jump out of bed and see that I've separated from my physical form. "What happened?" I said in my mind.
Blood gushing from the walls...
